I was in Morissons and paid for some blank CD's with a £20, which turned out to be counterfeit. I didn't realise, but the shop rang the police, and I had to be taken to the managers office to be quizzed as to where it came from.

I was then escorted out the shop by two policemen, everybody at this point was looking at me, including a girl on a till, whom I only know from MySpace. And she clearly now thinks i'm some sort of criminal.

a trend pack of the fashions of some Vice event, at a design department i was working at. Basically i had to sort among photos of random people that went, choose the ones i thought were wearing interesting clothes perhaps the next trends and so on. It was a long mind numbing task. A month later i went to Truck, and i saw numerous people from the photos. It was a weird feeling, i wanted to go up to them and say hi.

he was very recognisible, and I thought I knew him from Birmingham. When I went to Cardiff last year, it turned out he was a friend of Los Campesinos so I got chatting to him. It turned out he'd never been to Birmingham, and I just recognised him from several Trucks and ATPs, even though we'd never met.